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harry potter oc blog its lit.

[this-midnight-prayer]

[pencilscratchins]

i like to think kitty lets illyana style them for fancy events if illyana agrees to wear denim-on-denim with her at least three times a year

[funnypages]

Kitty yells, to Illyana in an Elizabeth Swann cosplay

[jesperfahxey-deactivated2022022]

bonus:

[trap3z3]

[cleocazo]

ok but john as the teacher in this scenario is literally the rpc @ ppl who have aNY kinda established friend group fldkhgflhglhg

[supercumrat64]

be nice im only 6 old

[doverlosers]

DHK Graphics Meme: [1/8] Friendships

Dover Hills Losers Club

❞ We should be worrying about our fuckin’ SATs or who we’re letting in our prom limo– not ‘what if Change kills our best friend’ or ‘what if the whole goddamn town finds out I killed two people!! ❞

[doverlosers]

Carmen and Andrew II’s Ghostboiis Instagram Page

[scienceinitsfinest-deactivated2]

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

Send ✘ for an unsent text

Send ☠ for a threatening message

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

Send ♣ for a drunk message

[dsquiets]

 teenage  girls   ,   do  do  do    .       /        independent    ,   selective    ,    canon  divergent    ,    multi    ship    ,    multi  verse    ,    alternate  universe  and  cross  over  friendly   .     /      forsythia  ❛  jellybean  ❜  pendleton  jones   .    /     based  on  the  archie  comics   ,   with  slight  influence  from  cw’s  riverdale   .    told  by  bella   .

[wendibrorps]

“I did. I teach here and it’s hard enough to get you kids to take me seriously with me being younger than most professors, I don’t need to give you more reason to not see me as a figure of authority. I’m okay with watching.” Amethyst  glanced around the room to make sure everything was under control and gently took the girl by the arm, guiding her into the hallway “We’re gonna get you some tea. I have something that will keep you calm and sober. We don’t want the headmaster coming after us and this will also save you from a massive hangover in the morning.“

[squirtleclaw]

“I won’t see you as any less if you dance, that’s just dumb. Being a young teacher is cool too.” Lee let out a light giggle as the woman pulled her into  he hallway. “I am calm and sober Ms. Amy, I promise.” she said flashing her a smile. “Hangovers aren’t even a thing, I know its just a thing you adults make up to scare us.”

[wendibrorps]

“Why thank you. Hogwarts was getting rebuilt on the year I was supposed to have my ball so this is sort of like my first real one so I wanted to look good even though I’m not really a participant. Have you been drinking? I’m supposed to report you if you have– I won’t, but I’m supposed to.” 

[squirtleclaw]

“Who says you can’t be a participant? I mean I’m almost positive there’s no rule against it. Does that mean you didn’t get to dance with anyone either?” she asked with a frown. “I….maybe a little. Things like this just make me giddy so I was just trying to calm the nerves.”

[wendibrorps]

“Chaperoning this dance was the best decision I’ve ever made. Good music, food and all the students are so well-behaved. I think. I haven’t been paying attention in a while. You look pretty, though. I didn’t even recognize you! Well, not that you don’t look pretty on a regular day but today you’re, like, out of this world pretty. You shouldn’t be wasting your time chatting with your teacher.” 

[squirtleclaw]

“You look pretty yourself.” Lee said with a smile, looking over her professor. “In fact I’d say you look pretty stunning. You’re way more interesting than anyone else here.” she said patting the woman on the shoulder, Lee may or may not have had a good bit of fire whiskey.

[quidditchbiitches]

“I just said I didn’t steal from Slughorn,” Emilia reminded her, taking another bite of licorice and shrugging her shoulders.  “I might still be a thief.  Hell, maybe I stole those snacks, huh?”  And some of them had been smuggled out of the Great Hall, but the school probably could afford to lose a few tarts.  

“Sounds like maybe you’d make a good advisor for him,” Emilia added, voice a little bored now.  She wasn’t interested in thinking about what the hell might or might not happen; the things that did actually happen were bad enough.  

“It’s stupid because you just willingly walked into the middle of a war.  It hadn’t reached America yet, you’d have been a lot safer overseas.  Would have waited to broaden my horizons if i were you.”

[squirtleclaw]

“Oh! So you are a little thief then?” she teased, taking another licorice. “Wait...I’m eaten stolen candy? I’ve been tainted, my good reputation spoiled all in the name of sweets.” she giggled, smiling over at the other girl. “I’m joking by the way.”

“Yeah maybe, I’m not an asshole though so I don’t think I could do it, plus I’m a muggleborn so I highly doubt they’d consider me.” she said with a shrug. “I’m not big on the whole confrontation thing and I’m pretty sure there’d be plenty of it being with him.”

“I don’t know about that, things aren’t much better there. Sure there’s not a maniac on the loose but some...uh-beliefs there aren’t exactly nice to live with. Especially when they directly affect you. So I came here because I’ve always heard Europe is more open.” 

[quidditchbiitches]

Emilia blinked, slow and annoyed, while the girl kept prattling on and on and on.  The young witch visibly flinched when the Ravenclaw mentioned Voldemort by name.  Well, almost by name.  The intent was there, and it made Emilia more than a little uncomfortable.  She tapped her fingers against the desk now, nails clacking quietly as she fidgeted.  

“No, I didn’t steal anything from Slughorn.”  She didn’t need to steal when she could play the old man like a fiddle.  If you acted interested enough in his stories, he’d give you however much crushed bat wing you needed.  

“I don’t know?  He’s probably got more important things to do than come here.”  She hoped anyway.  She looked back down at her open textbook, but it had been on the same page since she sat down.  “Just do better studying when I’m not in the library; they don’t let you eat there.”  There weren’t any Cauldron Cakes, no, but after a minute of consideration, Emilia pulled out a hastily parceled stack of treacle tart and slid it over to the edge of the table.  

“Why’d you transfer here anyway, huh?  Seems stupid.”

[squirtleclaw]

“Okay I believe you....but only because you buy good snacks and anyone with such impeccable taste in snacks can’t be a thief.” she replied to the other girl with a smile. She hadn’t just walked over for the snacks though, the girl was cute and Rozene had a weakness for cute girls, it was one of the big reasons she’d had to transfer.

“You think? If I was wizard Hitler the first thing I’d do was gain control of the schools. That way you can control the next generation, cull out future uprisings and stuff, that’s just what I think at least.” she said with a shrug. “Very true, plus you don’t have anyone constantly breathing down your neck here.” Rozene flashed the girl a bright smile and reached, over plucking a treacle tart from the stack. “Thank you!” she said happily, taking a bite from it. 

“Eh, just wanted to see the rest of the wizarding world, broaden my horizons and stuff. Why is it stupid?”

[quidditchbiitches]

@squirtleclaw

Emilia taps the end of her wand erratically against her desk while her eyes scan over the copy of the Daily Prophet in front of her.  Though, really, she’s more looking at the pictures.  Reading when she doesn’t have to isn’t a strong suit of hers.  But still, no names have jumped out at her, and these days, that’s what’s important.  She looks up when someone else comes in, looking at her shrewdly.

She can’t recall the girl’s name, but she knows they’re supposed to be in this class together.  “Oh.  Sorry, Professor had to cancel class today.”  Death in the family, she’s pretty sure is the reason, but that’s not the sort of thing you push for details about.  She’s just staying here to do work or, rather, avoid doing work because the library’s too damn quiet and the Great Hall is too damn loud.  

She bites the end off another stick of licorice, waiting for the girl to leave with an impatient expression.

[squirtleclaw]

Rozene stumbled down the stairs, barely keeping her balance as she ran to class at full-speed. Her hair was a mess and her robes were even worse, she’d slept in again and now she was late to class, very late. She finally arrived at the class, running her fingers through her hair to at least straighten it out before taking a deep breath and entering, fearing the worst at the nagging she’d probably receive from the professor. To her astonishment the classroom was empty, save for one person, a petite brunette girl that was in the class with her. “Oh wow that’s...too bad.” she replied, trying to hide her relief. She leaned against the nearby wall, trying to catch her breath. “Do you know why? I hope its nothing to do with this Voldymurt guy.” her breathing finally began to quiet and she straightened up. “If class is cancelled what are you doing here?” she asked, eyeing the other girl suspiciously. “You’re not the one who’s been stealing stuff from Professor Slughorns storeroom are you? ‘Cause I’ll have you know I got blamed for that and it wasn’t groovy.”

She moved towards the girl, eyeing the newspaper in her hand with interest. “Anyone you know in there?” she asked, settling in a nearby seat. “I’m really starting to regret transferring here, you don’t think Voldymurt will come here do you? I’m not too keen on dying.” Rozene reached over, grabbing a stick of licorice from the girls desk and taking a bite from it. “Thanks! I love these things. You have any Cauldron Cakes hidden over there?”